San diego reader Blogs: 'yogadog'http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/Latest ten entries from 'yogadog'en-usTue, 03 Mar 2015 15:36:39 -0000yogadog: Old Guys Rule
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2010/jun/18/old-guys-rule/
I am so sick of "old guys rule". I do not like the guys who wear the T-shirts or the hats or who have the bumper stickers on their trucks. I do not smile at them or their old lady. Call me an angry feminist, but last time I looked, ...http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2010/jun/18/old-guys-rule/yogadog: S'alright
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/oct/03/salright/
I've got to stop awfulizing... because righteous indignation does not do a body good. So what, if I come home, and the NO PARKING sign that I affixed to the fence in front of my residence is gone AGAIN and someone is in my spot. I'm not going run my ...http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/oct/03/salright/yogadog: Wisdom and Compassion
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/aug/29/wisdom-and-compassion/
Un-freaken-believably, the noise has gotten MUCH worse here. Add on to that Leucadia fortissimo pizza, not only the usual extras--the hum of the generator from the van outside my window, the crash of the Monday behemoth trash, yard waste and recycle trucks, the insane buzz of leaf blowers and weed ...http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/aug/29/wisdom-and-compassion/yogadog: How does a crazy person go through the woods?
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/jul/29/how-does-a-crazy-person-go-through-the-woods/
He takes the psycho path. I felt like a psycho coming home the other evening, needing peace and quiet, my residential street a happenning scene with two neighboring parties that went on well into the night. I had to park a long block away. The genius who advised me to ...http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/jul/29/how-does-a-crazy-person-go-through-the-woods/yogadog: leucadia, man
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/jul/04/leucadia-man/
yeah, who'd have thought that laid back, hippy-dippy leucadia would be the noisiest place to live. you get used to white noise--the train barreling past umpteen times a day, although i'm sure at least one conductor sits his rear end on that horn, giving his all, ever since that dear ...http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/yogadog/2008/jul/04/leucadia-man/